I've been feeling particularly stabby about the lead-up to Father's Day this year [*]. But the little booklet SteelyKid made Chad has grudgingly reconciled me to the existence of the holiday, because it is awfully cute.

[*] Every time I get an email, from a business or charity I've done business with in the past, with a Subject: that proclaims I should get my dad something, I have this little mental image of leaping through the computer and demanding to be put on a "my father is dead, assholes" marketing exclusion list, preferably with my hands around someone's throat.

Best wishes to fathers of all kinds (especially the non-biological ones), and to all those thinking fondly of fathers today. And strength and support to those for who today's hard, for whatever reason.

Jezebel (which I do not usually read, but saw a link to) is running Fuck You Week, its "first annual week of desperate emotional cleansing and unhinged psychic purging."

There are several right now, but I've nothing left to say after this one: Fuck You, Cancer.

Yeah. That.

For instance, the proper mental reaction to one's ten-year wedding anniversary is probably not having Jeremy Pivens in Grosse Pointe Blank yelling "TEN YEARS!" off and on in one's head all day. [*]

But in-between laughing at myself, it's been nice to have an arbitrary numerical signifier to give me a reason to remember how awesome our lives are, overall. Like a lot of people, it's sometimes easy for me to lose perspective from day to day, but seriously: happy. Warm fuzzy full-body-glow kind of happy, every time I remember it's our anniversary today.

In conclusion: TEN YEARS!

[*] I love that movie, though it's kind of hilarious that John Cusack et al. are supposed to be at their ten-year high school reunion in it. And oh look, the "meetings" exchange is on YouTube now, starting at 2:55 in. Seriously, I have arranged large parts of my life around the "No meetings. *blam blam blam*" principle. (That's from the end of the movie, so if you care about spoilers, spoilers.)

As written by my mom, who I wish didn't have to find in herself a talent for such things.

in memoriam

May. 2nd, 2012 09:41 pm

My maternal grandmother, Newvart Goodwin, died today in the peaceful and loving company of her two daughters. She delighted in her family and friends, and will be missed. I'll link to an obit or eulogy when I can.

By lousy coincidence, two members of Chad's family also died in the last few weeks. He remembers his great-aunt Mildred ("Auntie"), who was 97 and who we really did expect to outlive us all, over at his blog. And a few days after that, his Aunt Grace (actually his grandmother's aunt, who was 104, I believe), died of natural causes; he last saw her at Auntie's funeral, where she remarked on his height and said she liked it, since her eyes didn't work that well any more. I only met her once, I think, but she was a remarkable person.

Finally, allow me to serve as a cautionary example. I did not live up to my own expectations as a granddaughter in terms of keeping in touch with Grammy, and that's been a bitter pill to swallow. (I don't want sympathy, excuses, or justifications on this point, please.) If you keep meaning to contact someone in your life, particularly someone elderly or in poor health, now would be an excellent time to do so.

October 27

Oct. 27th, 2009 06:37 pm

Dad's birthday, Mom and Dad's anniversary.

I miss him.

My father, Donald R. Nepveu, died today of cancer. While the latter stages of his illness were very difficult, he had had time previously to make his farewells, and the end was as he had wished: peaceful, in his home, and in the company of loved ones.

He will be missed.

We interrupt this case of dyspeptic writer's block for this important news:

Chad's got tenure!

Woooo!

Go congratulate him, if you've a mind.

ETA Wed. morning: ScienceBlogs went read-only sometime last night because of a botched upgrade; if you can't comment there, leave your comment here and he'll see it.

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